"Later, Boss Zheng discovered that it was a ceramic fragment left in the hip joint during the operation three years ago. As the patient walked, he scratched the replaced femoral head, resulting in cobalt metal poisoning. He had performed hip replacement surgery on the patient and the operation was successful."

"With Massachusetts... the operation was done by Massachusetts General Hospital three years ago?" Hua Lian thought of it and stopped the verge of the matter and found the truth.

"Yes, so Massachusetts General Hospital sent a letter asking Boss Zheng to become a tenured professor at Massachusetts General Hospital."

Ye Qingqiu said this, but she didn't even feel that it seemed to be true.

In just one month, I received invitations from two internationally renowned hospitals. Mayo's visiting professor and tenured professor in Massachusetts.

Boss Zheng has made a lot of progress and he can't keep up with it at a glance.

It's obvious that I can't keep up.

Hua Liang did not question it, but savored the meaning of it.

Hua Liang knew about Mayo’s visiting professor. At the dean’s office meeting, there was no need to verify what Dean Yan said personally.

But the tenured professor at Massachusetts General Hospital...

The gap between visiting professors and tenured professors is difficult to describe in words. Hua Liang is difficult to accept this fact and remain silent.

"Qingqiu, I'll go to the community hospital for treatment. You can watch President Yan's surgery. If you have all kinds of things on this side, don't delay it." Vice President Yuan was happy about Dean Hua and began to explain the matter.

Ye Qingqiu nodded.

"All the comrades in the health care group have arrived, so they will hold a meeting to make decisions on the body and see who has a good idea." Vice President Yuan continued: "By the way, Boss Zheng is coming down, don't let him leave, attend the health care group meeting first."

"Okay." Ye Qingqiu stood at attention and answered neatly.

"Director Hua, I'll go and do my best. I'll trouble you here." Vice President Yuan said.

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...

18′23″, Zheng Ren has taken out two fresh emboli in the emergency operating room.

President Yan's three coronary arteries were blocked, and he didn't feel anything. If he delayed for a while, he would have been mourned by the community hospital.

"Boss, do you use the lower bracket?" Su Yun asked.

"Director Yan, do you want to remove the bracket?" Zheng Ren asked.

"No." Dean Yan felt much more comfortable, and the heart-wrenching pain disappeared.

Every time a blood clot was removed, Su Yun would put it on the gauze and show it to him.

The black and red blood clots are dazzlingly reflected by gauze. This is a fatal thing. Be careful when you are usually careful, but you didn't expect that something big will happen at critical moments.

"Director." Su Yun smiled, "Domestic stents, even if you support domestic products, we will say no when we talk to patients in the future. Look at the long-wind stents that our deans use, which is very good!"

President Yan was amused and crying.

He knew that Su Yun was telling a joke to calm his emotions.

But this joke is really not funny. After all, hundreds of students are still waiting for transfer in the emergency department.

At this time, I was lying on the hospital bed and felt like a deserter.

"Doctor Su, how about the emergency department?" asked President Yan.

"Director, don't be able to get off the front line if you are slightly injured." Su Yun continued to nag, "We dare to fight tough battles in 912 and can win battles. Are you the same, are you not there, or are the same."

"If the stent is not removed, the operation will be over." Zheng Ren said, "Have you notified the special ward?"

"When you tell me, the cucumbers and vegetables are cold." Su Yun said contemptly.

"Send to the special ward." Zheng Ren pulled out the guide wire and the catheter.

President Yan's thrombectomy surgery was announced to be over.

"Boss Zheng, the hospital notified you to go to the conference room for consultation." The nurse received the notice and told Zheng Ren.

"Will the health care team?" Zheng Ren asked.

"right!"

Zheng Ren glanced at Su Yun and Su Yun curled his lips.

"Have Director Zhang from the Circulation Department arrived?" Zheng Ren shouted.

As he was talking, Director Zhang of the Circulation Department changed his clothes and hurried in.

"Director Zhang, you are here just in time. Dean Yan has given it to you." Zheng Ren said politely.

"The operation is completed?" Director Zhang asked in surprise.

"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded, "Surgery record, if you look at the surgical process in the machine, you will be bothered. If I have something to do with me, I probably don't have time to write it."

Director Zhang had heard about this and knew that the health care team had to make collective decisions. She was just surprised that Boss Zheng had performed the surgery too quickly.

"The front descends, the left thrombus is blocked, and the blood clot is on the stage. You can take a peg for a while. Go back and take the medicine... It's normal, the dean didn't agree to get the stent." Zheng Ren casually explained, "Then I'll leave."

"Director, we're leaving first." Zheng Ren then said to Dean Yan.

"Go." President Yan said in a deep voice.

He was silent for a few seconds. Seeing Zheng Ren and Su Yun tear off the sterile clothes and turn to go out, Dean Yan suddenly said, "Zheng Ren, Su Yun, thank you."

Zheng Ren turned around, his eyes bent slightly. But without saying anything, he turned around and left with Su Yun.

"Dean, you are... so dangerous..." Director Zhang of the Circulation Department said with lingering fear when he looked at the two large blood clots.

"I don't know what happened. I was going to go to the community hospital to take charge, but Dr. Zheng took me to the emergency room for an electrocardiogram." President Yan thought about what happened just now and was a little dazed.

He was yelled by a young doctor below, and he wanted to beat him up, looking like that.

Dean Yan could feel that if he struggled again, he would be beaten.

"How did you find out?" Director Zhang surrounded President Yan and completed the aftermath work left by Zheng Ren and Su Yun.

"I don't know either. At that time, I didn't feel the pain in my chest and back. I just felt a little uncomfortable with my teeth. I thought I was getting angry because of the students of the Imperial Capital Medical University." Dean Yan sighed.

"..." Director Zhang was silent.

Indeed, early symptoms of myocardial infarction may not occur in the precordial area, and occasionally there will be tooth pain, which is particularly prone to misdiagnosis and missed diagnosis.

What a mess that way? Boss Zheng didn't even miss this little detail. Their surgery level is high, the diagnosis level is even higher! And he is as careful as a hair, so this person is not simple.

"Good rest. When I came, I saw a 120 ambulance sending students to the community hospital." Director Zhang comforted Dean Yan.

"I can't even make trouble." Dean Yan sighed, "This is what Boss Zheng discovered early, otherwise you would have to rescue me in one hour. In one day, you would have to hold a memorial service for me."

Although Director Zhang was a little dissatisfied, he knew that what Director Yan said was true. Early detection, early diagnosis, and early treatment are the most critical.

If you waited for a major attack, these two blood clots were blocked in the blood vessels and a large area of ​​heart ischemia would probably have been gone long ago.
Chapter completed!